Ring Around the Sophie

Amelia has finally reached the point where when she realizes her attempts to get us to play with her aren't getting her anywhere, she just uses Sophie (a plan Sophie is not at all fond of). Here they are going through a rousing rendition of Ring Around the Rosie...

Maybe She Does Know

Since I made a post sharing that Amelia said Jesus's mother doesn't have any eyes, I've heard from a few people that they indeed do not think Amelia has lost her mind and she actually knew exactly what she was talking about. Truth be told, shortly after I made the post Meggan and I realized what she was talking about as well. In fact, if you look back to a Naybe post from a month or so ago, you will clearly see that Jesus's mother...and father...and even Jesus himself...are severely lacking in the sight department.

Hide and Peek

Amelia really, really, really loves to play Hide and Seek. However, she really has no idea how to play so it ends up like an elaborate game of peek-a-boo....

Dinner Chat

Have you ever had one of those times where your kid says something and you start thinking they are so smart and have a really good understanding of things you never even knew they had heard of ...and then they say something that makes you realize they are basically just talking crazy and it just happened to coincidentally sound smart for a minute...

Meggan: Are you okay, baby?
Amelia: Yeah, I'm just thinking.
Meggan: What are you thinking about?
Amelia: Jesus
Meggan: Oh really? What are you thinking about Jesus?
Amelia: He was a baby out in the grass.
Me: Umm, yeah. He was a baby born out in a manger.
Meggan: What else?
Amelia: His mommy doesn't have any eyes. She just has round things.

Then later they say something that lets you know they may not understand everything, but they certainly do understand most things...

Meggan: Do you understand why mommy put you in timeout?
Amelia: Because I didn't keep my feet off the table.
Meggan: And what do you say?
Amelia: Sorrrrry
Meggan: Okay, please keep your feet off the table.
Amelia: You didn't want to put me in timeout?
Meggan: No, I didn't. Mommy hates putting you in timeout, but sometimes it's the only way to get your attention and get you to do what I want.
Amelia: (looks down and lets out a big sigh) Yeah, I guess you're right.

When Did Amelia Turn 8?

Over the last few weeks, Amelia has really started communicating on a much higher level. A part of me loves hearing her express herself (Daddy, you don't sing lullaby very good. I want mommy to snuggle me). A part of me hates being talked to as if she is 33 and I am 3 (she literally combats everything I offer up with a reason we can't do it or it won't work). A part of me is annoyed by her copycat ways(her new trick of repeating everything you say). And a part of me is concerned that she worries about everything (I know that last one is a bit ironic, but I can't count how many times she says "Be careful, Daddy" or "we need to slow down" when we are in the car). Having said all of that, I have to admit that no matter what she says or how I feel about it, it is amazing to see her grow into her own little person.

Here is a small excerpt of her apparently deciding to order for herself on our trip to the drive through the other night:

Drive Through Speaker: Order when you're ready.

Me (to Meggan): Do you know what you want?

Amelia (loudly from the back seat): I'm probably going to have a Happy Meal please.

Meggan: Okay, we'll tell them

Amelia (loudly again to the speaker): I'll have a Happy Meal

Amelia (louder): Can I have a Happy Meal please?

Amelia (louder): He's not answering me

Amelia (loudly one last time): I'll have a Happy Meal

Amelia (flustered): He's not answering


After Meggan and I stopped cracking up, we were able to successfully complete our transaction.

You Aren't Born Humble

You know that post I wrote the other day about Amelia's bathroom habits? Well, I caught a little flack for it because apparently "Amelia will be really embarrassed later in life when she reads those posts". Ummm, yeaahhh, I'm her dad. I live to embarrass her in silly ways. I consider it a vital part of my role as being a good father...a role I hope to fully continue well into her adult years. The only thing I plan on taking more seriously is making sure she is bursting with so much self-esteem that she can sit back and enjoy laughing at herself instead of worrying about what others may think.

Artist?

So, I know every parent thinks their kids are basically awesome. Well, I'm no different. Amelia does things on a daily basis that make me think she is clearly the coolest kid to ever walk the planet. I think this is a very healthy mentality for a parent. The only problem is it occasionally leads to a slightly skewed perception of reality. That said, I was pretty blown away by what I am about to post. If you aren't ...keep it to yourself and let me live my dream. In other words, thank you for not peeing in my puddle.

Amelia was coloring with markers today while watching Blue's Clues. They drew Blue (a dog) on the screen and then she told us she drew a dog. She brought us the paper in the picture below. At first, it only had the blue dog's head on it. Meggan and I thought she was BSing us and had somehow grabbed some old paper that someone else had drawn on. That said, we couldn't figure out how because Meggan had just brought the paper home. So, I gave her a black marker and told her to draw another doggy head. She then drew the black dog. I probably can't sell them to any museums just yet, but for a 2 year-old , I think they are pretty damn good.